Luyện nghe bài hát Dreams

As i sit back crack jokes for a mintue
I think about the up & that could probably get

1}
I might go to jail for fuckin with Hell
If he get Ill & On My ponytails
I heard Mano life is a movie
set up the fuck him in the jacuzzi
Freaky Zeke that should be
He just came home I know he wanna
But what J.R Writer, Im'a Skill Him
& when I ra ra Ride Him grill him
The Pap he might could fuck me
But I tryna Be drip Drippin a Gino green
Tell stacks to the black card up
But if I fuck him would he he yell squad up!
Tell Rich Boy to send me a toy
Throw some d's on it & im might on it
& when Im Philly I gotta Fuck
Snacth his big max & slap a silly

Dreams of fuckin a rap rap
Im just but Im sayin

2}
Put it in half way Red
put the on his freckles
that tickles
Uncle Murda could the handcuffs
why is that,I gotta watch out gotta get a rough
As for gravy he could beat
You know them fat love to eat
& when I want a Nicki who could it be
Its them Yung Chris & Lil Neefe
Nicki about Fendi he made you pop
Tell him to rocks or give me some top
Im on my way to to break Ransom off
Qinch his thirst my pants come off
Murda Mook & Miles gone have to
scoop whoever win & tell him to
Run up on he could give me backshots
this is why, is why, this why Im hot